Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Burkina and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sly & The Family Stone to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Intrusion,
Procol Harum,
Gang Green,
John Foxx,
Marmalade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Newcleus,
Los Fastidios,
Khruangbin,
a-ha,
Charles Mingus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Negative Approach,
Scan 7,
Goldenarms,
Maurizio,
ABC,
The Moleskins,
The Gladiators,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warren Ellis,
Average White Band,
Scientists,
Anakelly,
KRS-One,
Minny Pops,
Ponytail,
Roger Hodgson,
Sound Behaviour,
Inner City,
K-Klass,
Crime,
Robert Hood,
Clear Light,
Joyce Sims,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Royal Trux,
Stereo Dub,
Max Romeo,
T.S.O.L.,
Vladislav Delay,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Glenn Branca,
Bad Manners,
Scott Walker,
Suburban Knight,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Neu!,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Drexciya,
Crooked Eye,
Country Teasers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rapeman,
Radio Birdman,
Black Bananas,
Animal Collective,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.